Showing posts with label Cold War. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cold War. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 14, 2026

Ponies, on Peacock

During the Cold War, Communist propaganda trumpeted the high numbers of women licensed to practice medicine in the USSR. They neglected to mention, as a profession, doctors lacked the sort of status they were afforded in the West (and faced a constant threat of purges). In reality, Soviet Socialism utterly failed to liberate, economically or sexually. However, the Party’s misogyny becomes key to two new CIA recruits’ covers. As the widows of suddenly deceased embassy staffers (well known to be CIA officers), the regime considers them persons of no interest (PONI’s) in co-creators Susanna Fogel & David Iserson’s eight-part Ponies, which premieres tomorrow on Peacock.

Chris Grant and Tom Hasbeck were working a really big source when, suddenly, the flight nobody knew they were taking crashed over Siberia. The grieving widows, Bea Grant and Twila Hasbeck were quickly ushered out of the country. However, as they puzzled over the mysterious official story, they convince Moscow Station Chief Dane Walter to usher them back into Russia. As returning embassy clerical staff, they could investigate without arousing the KGB’s suspicions. To the Commies, they are just women and therefore PONI’s.

It turns out they complement each other better than Walter expected. Grant speaks Russian fluently and is well versed in Russian history and culture. She can also operate the latest 1970s office devices. Hasbeck doesn’t know any of that, but she has the street smarts and survival instincts clandestine operatives need. Together, they generate regular stress headaches for Walter. However, they regularly uncover fresh intel, even including some secrets Walter hoped to withhold from them.

The stakes really start to rise when Grant starts dating Andrei Vasiliev, under her Belorussian school teacher alias. Technically married, Vasiliev is a ruthless counter-intelligence officer, leading (and exploiting) the KGB’s industrialized Kompromat campaign. He also seems to be responsible for a rash of murdered sex-workers (the Soviet definitely did not call them that), which Hasbeck sleuths out, despite the state media’s strenuous efforts to sweep it under the rug.

Throughout
Ponies, Hasbeck and Grant kvetch like Peter Falk and Alan Arkin in The In-Laws. Yet, Fogel, Iserson, and their co-writers never let the bickering banter overshadow the Cold War intrigue. This is surprisingly sophisticated skullduggery, that springs several clever surprises as it chugs along. For the most part, it largely casts the Communists as the villains. Without question, Vasiliev is unambiguous cruel and unpredictably violent. Plus, it is crystal clear from the first minutes, Communism has been an abject failure, judging from the depressed and dilapidated conditions in Moscow.

Eventually, Fogel and Iserson start revealing the CIA’s ethical flexibility, but by that time, Vasiliev has racked up an impressive body-count and menaced countless more. In an unnecessary, unforced error, George H.W. Bush deserves a better depiction than he receives here (played by Patrick Fabian), in really every respect. Regardless, the series clearly gives free enterprise the overwhelming advantage over socialism. Unfortunately, the careful plotting starts to unravel down the stretch and the ultimate conclusion is deeply unsatisfying (and quite far from conclusive).

Wednesday, December 23, 2020

Shadow Lines, on Sundance Now


Finland has the dubious legacy of the term “Finlandization,” describing their formal neutrality, while falling ambiguously within the Soviet Union’s sphere of influence. This cloak-and-dagger miniseries depicts the secret (partially fictional) history of how it happened. The strategic decisions made by the Finish Security Intelligence Service are questionable, but least they try to avert a Cuban Missile Crisis-style threat to global stability in Kirsti & Katri Manninen’s ten-part Shadow Lines, which premieres tomorrow on Sundance Now.

Helena Korhonen pursues her studies in America as best she can, despite still suffering post-traumatic stress from WWII, until she is targeted by an act of not so random street crime. Calling the panic number her godfather, FIST-division spymaster Yrjo Ylitalo gave her, Korhonen is whisked backed to Finland by real-life socialite Tabe Slioor. Cleaning up the incident, Slioor discovers the attacker wore Soviet-manufactured shoes (a plot thread that is left hanging in season one.)

Maybe not so coincidentally, the women share a flight to Helsinki with Donald Walker, the replacement CIA agent for the one killed during FIST’s bungled U.S. Embassy break-in. It was an operation Julius Boije conducted with his partner and fiancée, but regrettably, he was forced to kill her shortly thereafter, when Ylitalo’s agency busybody Aune Lyytinen discovered she had been turned by the KGB. Soon, Ylitalo manipulates Korhonen into taking her place, to exploit Walker’s obvious interest.

They are concerned about CIA attempts to bolster the presidential campaign of the pro-Western candidate, whereas Ylitalo favors the candidacy of Urho Kekkonen, believing the Soviets will return their Naval base “leased” on Porkkala to reward his overtures to the USSR. However, a cabal of KGB and Red Army officers hoping to depose Khrushchev, in favor of Molotov, have developed a potential ICBM that could reach DC, if launched from Porkkala, so they are determined to keep it. Meanwhile. the deeper Ylitalo draws Korhonen into his web, the more she suspects he has lied to her about her own origins.

It is a shame John le Carré just passed, because he would have appreciated the complexity and moral ambiguity of the Manninen mother-daughter tandem’s tale of historical espionage. Ylitalo and FIST engage in all sorts of dirty deals and double-crosses, but in their case, they do it all in the name of neutrality. If anything, they cost their nation a degree of autonomy, given the censorship exercised on the USSR’s behalf during the Finlandization era (for instance, Billy Wilder’s
One, Two, Three was banned for twenty-five years). It is also worth noting all the American characters who die in Shadow Lines are killed by Finns (albeit in one case, by a KGB turncoat).

Frankly, things get exponentially more complicated than a brief thumbnail can convey, especially when Lisa Salmen (codename: Lynx) shows up. The Finnish-émigré-turned CIA agent is supposed to be one of the show’s villains, but she is too much fun to root against when she rolls her eyes at traditional rustic Finnish delicacies.